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The forest hummed with cicadas and distant laughter as Lipsy sat by the campfire, her long red curls cascading over her bare shoulders. The others had already disappeared into the woods, chasing adventure—or maybe just better selfies. She had faked a headache, not out of pain, but curiosity. Curiosity about him. Alexus was unlike anyone she’d met. Broad-shouldered, sun-kissed, and calm, with a knowing gaze that made her stomach flutter. He had helped them set up the tents earlier with casual strength, hauling gear like it weighed nothing, his shirt clinging to his body in all the right places. And his smile—slow, self-assured—suggested he’d seen a lot, done more, and remembered everything. He appeared again, silent as a panther, offering her a cold bottle of water. “Headache, huh?” Lipsy nodded, a small smirk on her lips. “Just needed a break.” He smiled with the calm confidence of someone who had cured many “headaches” before. “I’ve got an ancient remedy for that,” he said, voice low and teasing. “Natural. Time-tested. Works wonders.” She raised an eyebrow. “You’re not gonna offer me a drum circle and incense, are you?” His voice dropped, velvet-smooth. “Not exactly.” Lipsy arched an eyebrow, though her cheeks had already started to flush. “Oh really? And what kind of remedy are we talking about?” “The kind that requires privacy. And trust.”She swallowed hard. He was bold, flirtatious—and damn attractive.And she was curious. More than curious. “Fine,” she murmured, trying to sound indifferent, but her voice betrayed a tremble of anticipation.He offered his hand. She hesitated… then took it. They were still at the center of the camp, just a few steps from the tents. The fire pit cold, the others long gone hiking. Silence wrapped the place like a held breath. Lipsy didn’t move when Alexus came close. There was something in the way he looked at her—calm, certain, almost ceremonial. She told herself it was harmless. Maybe he was just one of those city guys who learned forest rituals and liked to play the shaman. Letting him undress her felt like part of that. Strange, but… oddly natural. But then he began to undress himself. She watched, trying to steady her breath as his body came into view. Lean, powerful. And then—she saw it. Her pulse skipped. Her lips parted, but no sound came out. She froze. “…Oh.” She had seen big before. Or thought she had. But nothing like this. The thing standing between his legs didn’t look real. It looked carved, sculpted, almost mythic. Not just size, but weight, shape, presence. Like a weapon that demanded reverence. Her thighs pressed together instinctively, her breath caught in her chest. Alexus noticed. Of course he did. He stepped closer, calm as ever, and brushed a strand of hair off her face. “You okay?” he asked, voice soft, careful not to break the spell. She swallowed hard, eyes still fixed downward. “That’s… real?” she whispered, half to herself. He smiled, not smug—just steady. “Real as it gets.” Her lips parted. She wasn’t thinking about what would happen next, not exactly. All she could think was how something like that could even be part of a man’s body. And why, despite the quiet alarm ringing in her nerves… she wasn’t backing away. She stayed frozen for a heartbeat, then a wave of courage swept over her. Instead of stepping back, she leaned into him, her bare back pressing against his chest. Her hands slid around his waist, pulling him closer as her lips found his in a slow, searching kiss. Her body pressed against his, her hips grinding softly against the hard line of him, her breath hitching as the warmth between them grew electric. The camp around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the heat of the moment and the promise of what was to come. As their kiss deepened, Lipsy pulled back just enough to glance down, her eyes flickering to the undeniable length pressing between them. A nervous smile curved her lips.“I don’t even know how something that big could fit…” she whispered, voice a mix of doubt and challenge. Alexus chuckled softly, his hands steady on her hips.“Trust me,” he said, voice low and sure. “I’ve done this more times than I can count. Every woman with a headache, every woman who needed relief—I always fit.” She raised an eyebrow, playful now. “That sounds like a pretty long list.” He grinned, proud. “Long enough to know what I’m doing.” Instead of scaring her off, his confidence sent a thrill straight through her, igniting a fire she hadn’t expected. With a slow, deliberate movement, Lipsy turned, pressing her bare back against his chest. She arched slightly, letting her hips glide against him, feeling the hardness of his arousal press firmly along her curves. Alexus’s hands found her waist, steadying her as he mirrored her motion, rubbing his length along the smooth swell of her ass. It slid out like a periscope surfacing from water—impossible to ignore. The heat between them grew electric, every touch fueling a hunger neither wanted to deny. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, demanding kiss. One hand roamed up to cup her breasts, teasing and kneading softly, while the other slipped lower, tracing the curve of her hip before boldly exploring her wet, sensitive core. Between kisses, he murmured against her skin, “I’ve wanted you since the moment you arrived with your friends. I couldn’t wait for this—couldn’t wait to be inside you.” His voice was rough with desire, and Lipsy shivered, her body already humming with need. He took her hand and guided her toward an old wooden chair in the center of the camp. His voice was firm but calm as he said, “I’ll sit. You sit on me.” Lipsy’s breath hitched. Everything was happening so fast. Maybe she should stop. After all, she was about to have sex with a total stranger, alone in the middle of nowhere — definitely a red flag. But then,

So there I was, ready for a day of sun, sand, and… freedom. The kind only a nudist beach can offer. But turns out, this beach has rules. Serious rules. Rules about what you bring – and more importantly, what you don’t.Enter Khari and Angel, the self-appointed ‘Cock Inspectors.’ Their job? Make sure all guests arrive… appropriately flaccid.Spoiler alert: I didn’t pass their inspection at first.And what followed? Let’s just say… they took their jobs very seriously.

Alex and Angel have always been good friends, bound by a comfortable dynamic. Their connection is built on trust, enjoyment, and a certain freedom that allows them to explore each other without boundaries. But when Angel makes a surprising revelation, it shakes things up in ways Alex never anticipated. What started as an unspoken understanding is about to face a shift that could change everything.

I’d seen all kinds of customers come through the doors of the convenience store, but none like her. Chanel. A high-maintenance diva with an attitude sharp enough to cut glass and curves that made it hard to focus on anything else. She walked in looking for something simple—a cure for her husband’s hangover—but I knew she wasn’t going to find what she needed on those shelves. What she really needed, I could tell, was something a bit more… hands-on. And I was more than happy to offer my services. After all, sometimes the best cure doesn’t come in a bottle.

It was supposed to be a chill day—just Lara showing off her fancy new beachside mansion to her favorite “friend.” Sun, sea, and maybe a couple of drinks by the pool. But things took a turn the moment she made Alex an offer no sane man could refuse. Spoiler: it wasn’t a real estate deal. What followed wasn’t exactly relaxing… unless your idea of relaxation includes bed-breaking, sweat-dripping, totally reckless fun between two very friendly people with zero self-control.

After a wild week of sun, sand, and stolen moments, Alex and Sere knew today was different—the last day in the beach house. The landlord was coming soon, and reality was creeping back in. With only hours left, they pushed aside the packing and allowed themselves one final, heated encounter, determined to make the most of the fleeting time before everything returned to normal.

Angel didn’t expect anything elaborate on her birthday — just a night that would leave her aching in all the right places. When Alex showed up at her door, uninvited and empty-handed, she raised a brow. “No gift?” she teased, standing in nothing but a robe, curves barely contained, red curls tumbling over her chest. Alex grinned. “Didn’t bring one.” He stepped inside, closed the door behind him with a click. “But I’ve got something better. I’m gonna ruin you tonight.” She didn’t hesitate — she dropped the robe like it insulted her skin. Minutes later, Angel stood tall a step away from the bed, her back arched, legs slightly parted, offering herself with shameless hunger. Alex was behind her, looming like a shadow of pure need—muscles flexing, his cock thick, hard, and glistening with anticipation. He gripped her hips and slid into her with a low groan, her gasp sharp and electric as her body welcomed him, already soaked and eager. “Goddamn,” she breathed, biting her lower lip as her hand slid down to wrap around his length. “No wonder you walk like you own the room. This thing’s a weapon.” Alex smirked and eased himself between her legs. “And you’re about to feel every inch of it.” He didn’t rush. He pressed in slow, letting her stretch around him, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt. Angel gasped, her nails raking down his back. “Fuck, yes… you fill me so good,” she moaned. “You’re thick as hell, baby. My pussy’s already fluttering around you.” Alex moved with the confidence of a man who knew what he was doing—and loved doing it. He gripped her hips and rolled into her with deep, deliberate thrusts, drawing out every whimper, every twitch of pleasure. Angel arched her back, thighs trembling, and wrapped her legs around him to pull him deeper. She came once—then again—with him barely breaking a sweat, each orgasm wringing her voice into gasps and praises. By the time she rode him, her hands planted on his chest and her breasts bouncing with every stroke, she was drenched, wild-eyed, riding the edge of madness. “You’re fucking incredible,” she growled between moans, sweat dripping down her body. “Best damn birthday I’ve ever had.” They didn’t notice the front door open. Jesse stood there, taking in the scene. Khari beside him, arms crossed, eyes lit with curiosity—and heat. “Well,” Jesse chuckled, “you started the party without us.” Angel looked over her shoulder, hair plastered to her neck, lips parted. “Get naked,” she said. “And bring that tongue, Jesse. Khari, baby… you too. I want all of you.” The bed became a playground of lust, limbs wrapped over limbs, mouths chasing moans. At one point, Alex lay flat, Angel grinding on him with abandon, her hands behind her, spreading herself wide for Jesse to slide into her ass. She gasped, overstuffed and shivering with pleasure, while Khari straddled her face and leaned in, letting Angel suckle her full breasts. Alex groaned, head buried in the softness of Khari’s chest, his cock pulsing deep inside Angel. She was dripping, squeezing him, a mess of sweat, moans, and filth—and she loved every second of it. Later, Jesse had Angel folded in the anvil position, thighs pressed to her chest, pounding her from below while Alex took Khari from behind. The room echoed with the slap of skin on skin, the mix of voices like a choir of sin. Then they switched. Now Alex was the one holding Angel in the same position, sweat pouring down his chest as he thrust hard and deep, driving moan after moan out of her until she shattered around him, soaking his cock. “Alex, fuck—you’re splitting me open,” she cried. “Don’t stop—keep going—make me cum again!” Khari had dropped to the foot of the bed, sucking on Angel’s toes while Jesse stood beside them, feeding his thick shaft into her mouth. Angel sucked hungrily, her body used and worshipped from every angle. And still, it wasn’t over. At the final crescendo, Jesse lay on the bed with Angel sprawled over him, her back pressed to his chest. He slid into her tightest place, slow and possessive. Khari lowered herself over Angel, kissing her, wrapping her in arms and lips and heat. Then Alex stepped up behind them both. Khari and Angel were perfectly aligned — one dripping wet, the other flushed and needy. He gripped them both by the hips, and slid between their thighs. He switched between them slowly at first, savoring the contrast—Angel’s soaked warmth, Khari’s tight velvet heat. Again. And again. Back and forth, driving into one, then the other, until both women were moaning, trembling, falling apart together. Then he groaned deep, hips twitching, and filled them both with thick pulses of release, shuddering as they milked him dry. The four collapsed into a heap of breathless, sweaty limbs. No candles. No presents. But no one would forget this birthday. Ever.

Sun, a refreshing pool, and the incomparable company of Queen Sere—what more could anyone ask for? When the right vibe, the right setting, and the right person come together, you know something unforgettable is about to happen. Last weekend was pure fire… and let’s just say, I’m still icing down to recover from the intensity of it all! Disclaimer: No actual babies were conceived during the last weekend. Just a whole lot of fun. Leave your comments at Primfeed.

Alex: Oh you are here, please come in. Sky: I’m glad you called me. I must say you catched my eye when I saw you at the bar of the hotel. Alex: You did too. Please take a seat, have a drink. Sky: Thank you. You don’t look like a guy who’s on a business trip. Alex: And I’m not, I was invited by a production company to have an interview tomorrow with them. Sky: Are you an actor? Alex: Well, I was a porn actor in the past, even I had my own company, but now that’s in the past. Sky: Porn actor? So, does that mean you are pretty good at fucking? Alex: Oh, well… Sky: Don’t get shy. Come on, don’t you think it would be great if I fuck a porn actor? Alex: Sure. Sky: You know what? Let’s make a deal: if you can make me cum as good as the ones you did in your movies, then I’ll don’t charge you for my services tonight. What do you say? Alex: Deal. I hope you can handle that. Sky: Of course I’ll do. I’ve been doing this job for awhile and I don’t know if you notice it or not, but I’m very horny. Alex: If that’s the case, then let me make you cum like no one ever did before. Alex points the bed and says she should lie down, he is going to give her the best sex of her life, which was quite a statement since the ones she had before were pretty good, but he was a man of his word and his reputation had precedence. Sky quickly take off her dress and her lingerie, then she stands in a sexy pose with her arms crossed. Sky: I’m ready, let’s see what you got. Alex: You’ll see. Alex takes off his shirt, revealing a well built and fit body, she couldn’t resist the urge to touch it, his muscles and abs were amazing. He grabs ones of her big boobs and squeezes it hard, then he rubs her nipples between his fingers and sucks her nipples. Alex: Nice tits, girl. Sky: Thanks, Alex. He starts to lick and suck her tits, his lips feel soft and his tongue tickles her nipples. After that, he let his pants drop, showing his hard cock. She grabs it and rubs his tip with her thumb. Sky: Oh, your dick is so big and thick, I can’t wait to have it inside of me. Both hug each other and kiss, he kisses her neck while she strokes his dick. Alex pushes her against the bed and grabs her by her waist, then he position over her, supporting his body with his arms above the naked sexy body of Sky. Sky: Wow! You’re a big boy, just look how your dick is resting over my belly, this is so hot. Alex: Now let’s put some action. I warn you that I love rough unprotected sex. Sky: Go ahead, you can’t break me. He grabs his cock and puts it against her pussy, rubbing his tip and smearing it with her wet pussy juice. Then he thrusts his dick into her, shoving it deep inside slowly, stretching her vagina walls with his girth. Sky lets a moan and wraps her legs around his body, pulling him closer to her and feeling more of his dick. Alex: Damn, this pussy is so tight, I’m gonna enjoy this. He pulls his dick and thrust it back inside, she is moaning and scratching his back with her nails. Alex moves his hips faster, fucking her hard, her huge breasts are bouncing, the sound of their bodies crashing against each other is so loud, the bed is shaking and their moans fill the room. Sky: Oh, yes! That’s how I like it, give me all of your cock! Alex: Damn, you’re pussy is awesome, I can’t get enough of it. Sky: Oh, fuck, you’re gonna make me cum. He keeps thrusting his cock, her pussy is so warm and wet, his dick is throbbing inside her, his balls are hitting her butt, and her legs are so tight around his body that makes him fuck her harder. Sky: Nooo, I can’t cum. You’ll don’t get me so easily. Alex: I’m not gonna stop until I make you cum. Her moans are getting louder, she is so close to reach an orgasm, but she tries to hold her cum, Alex is having fun looking her face expression trying not to cum, and when she is about to have an orgasm, he pulls his dick and rubs his cock against her pussy. Sky: Hey, come on, put your cock back, you can’t do that. Alex: But I want to keep fucking you. Sky: Fuck me then, I don’t care, but don’t pull out. She wraps her legs around his waist, trying to get him closer and make him enter her again, Alex smiles and starts fucking her again. His cock feels so good inside of her, she can’t believe this is happening. Alex: Oh, yeah, baby, you are so good! Sky: Keep going, keep going, don’t stop! Alex: Yeah, keep squeezing me with your pussy. Her pussy feels so tight and wet, her body is burning with desire and he is fucking her like she never had before. Alex: Oh, yeah, keep squeezing my cock, I’m gonna cum. Sky: Yes, cum inside of me, fill me up! His thrusts become harder and faster, the tip of his cock is touching her womb, his balls are hitting her ass. He moans loudly and his body tenses, he can’t hold it anymore. Alex: I’m gonna cum, here comes my load! His cock throbs and his hot jizz fills her womb, her pussy is full of his cum and his cock is still twitching, his body trembles and she can’t stop her pussy from squeezing his dick. They both moan and kiss each other, his

Well, it looks we can’t have a lil of fun at some nice place because we immediately become the talk of the day! Check these cover story where Lee and I were mentioned at the local newspaper of the town where we spend a weekend: Historic Tower Turns into “Love Nest” After Tourist Pair Caught in the Act Locals Say “Enough is Enough” as Public Indecency Reaches New Heights By Sandy Shores, Senior Reporter BEACHVILLE – In what may be the most shocking incident to hit the picturesque shores of Beachville in decades, a local couple was caught engaging in “inappropriate behavior” at the renowned Old Castle Tower, a historic landmark known for its breathtaking views and centuries-old stonework. The offenders, identified as tourists Alex and Lee, were apprehended by an undercover police operation designed to stop the growing trend of, shall we say, “highly public romance” in the area. It was around 3:30 p.m. on Monday when local police, tipped off by several concerned citizens, launched a sting operation targeting the tower. Officers had received multiple complaints from tourists and residents alike about the increasing frequency of, well, “public displays of affection” at the site. But no one could have predicted what they’d find when they ascended to the top of the historic castle that day. “I was just coming up the steps for a nice, quiet view of the ocean when I saw—well, let’s just say I didn’t need a telescope to see everything,” said Officer Karen M. Daniels, who was part of the operation. “They were, um, rather busy with each other. Right there, on the parapet, as if the tower was their own personal bedroom.” According to eyewitnesses, Alex, a man who reportedly stands at a towering 6’1” with a physique that could be mistaken for a gladiator, was seen completely in the nude—much to the dismay of several young children nearby. Lee, his companion, was described as “stunningly attractive,” but unfortunately, her beauty did little to shield the duo from the wrath of local law enforcement. “I mean, sure, the guy was… well, impressive in certain areas,” said Brenda Thompson, a local ice cream vendor, shaking her head. “And she was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous, but it’s still a castle, people! Not the Playboy Mansion!” While the pair’s physical appeal was the subject of much local commentary, the real problem remains clear: public decency—or, rather, the lack thereof. The incident has sparked outrage across Beachville, with many locals decrying the behavior of the tourists, and even some businesses issuing a public statement on the matter. “It’s one thing to enjoy the beauty of our historic sites, but it’s another to transform them into your own personal love shack,” said Sandy Beach, owner of Sandy’s Souvenir Shack, who recently posted a sign in her shop window that reads: “No Public Romancing—Keep It Classy, Folks!” Beachville’s City Council is reportedly drafting new legislation aimed at curbing this disturbing trend of public indecency, which, in recent weeks, has been escalating to unprecedented levels. And while the local police are prepared to crack down, many residents are beginning to question whether the town’s infamous “sun, sand, and sex” reputation has gone too far. “We know we’re a popular tourist destination, but there’s a line,” said Beachville Mayor Emily Waters. “Our historic sites and landmarks are sacred. We’ve had enough of tourists treating the castle like a set for an R-rated movie. There’s a place for everything, but not in our towers.” Local Experts Weigh In: Dr. Tom Sanders, a renowned psychologist specializing in beach town tourism trends, believes the recent surge in public indiscretions may be linked to an overabundance of sun, sand, and alcohol. “The beach has long been associated with relaxation and freedom, but that freedom doesn’t mean you should exercise your libido on every corner of our historic sites,” Dr. Sanders explained. “There’s something to be said about maintaining decorum, and I think it’s time we remind people that the Old Castle was never meant to be used as a dungeon for… well, whatever they were doing.” Despite the couple’s arrest, both Alex and Lee remained unfazed, reportedly laughing off the situation when questioned by police. “It was just a little fun,” Alex said, shrugging. “We’ve done worse things in other places.” “We’re just two people doing a natural thing,” Lee added with a wink. “Why can’t we enjoy it in peace?” Local authorities, however, are taking a firm stance. Both Alex and Lee have been issued fines for public indecency, and the Beachville Chamber of Commerce has offered a “No Shirt, No Service” policy for any future tourists caught engaging in such behavior in public areas. “It’s time to end this madness,” said Officer Daniels. “We may love a good tan, but we don’t need to see everything under the sun.” A Note to Our Readers: Now, we know some of you might be dying to see exactly what went down at the castle. And while we at The Tidal Wave Times take no pleasure in indulging the public’s curiosity for prurient thrills, we also believe in informing the people. For journalistic integrity and your right to know… we have included select images of the “incident” on the next page. But before you flip ahead: Let’s be clear—we didn’t include these images for shock value or to fuel your baser instincts. No, no. We did it because it’s our duty as reporters to ensure the community is fully aware of the extent of these public indecencies. Consider this an educational public service—purely for informational purposes.